Good Lord it's an update! You must have done something good to get this treat! It's long, it's exciting, it's dum dum dum, time for revenge! Not to much Liason, but it still has lots of happy-squirming inducing moments. Well (crisis of confidence), it's SUPPOSED to. I wanted it to. That is, I tried to put them there. Oh, no! What if it's not a good as I want it to be (well, THAT'S a given, but what if it's not the way I think it is?!) You know what, I think I'm going to need lots a reviews to bolster my self-esteem enough to go on.. Heh, why yes, I have been told that I'm an evil blackmailing wretch, thank you! = )

Anyway, I hope it's as much fun as I wanted it to be. If it's not revenge enough, let me know, so I can concoct something even more wretched.

DISCLAIMER: You know I don't own anyone or anything related to GH, because if I did, I would still be watching it, instead of having dropped it, after five years, at least until Elizabeth returns. If I owned it, the would be romance, storylines involving more than the same five people, and I would never have Jax be so cocky as to think that even for 10 MILLION dollars, no woman could resist him.

Huh.. pent up aggression anyone? Onward:

Chapter Seven

Sonny smiled grimly, staring out his penthouse window. It had been three days since he had last spoken to Courtney, and since then, he had been able to unravel the full scope of her plans. The sheer twisted nature of them made him sick, and he could hardly wait to be rid of the lying bitch. Playing nice cost him dearly, but soon it would be worth it. He checked his watch: 8:29pm. In less than an hour, he would get his revenge, and so much more besides. He walked over to the bar and poured himself a drink, then settled on the couch to wait.

NINE O'CLOCK

The knock was quick, and Courtney let herself in before he had the chance to answer. He summoned up a look of pleasure.

"Courtney, come on in. Can I get you a drink?" She shook her head. Inside she gave a little cry of joy. He still suspected nothing. Tonight it would all be hers. The boys, the money, the territory, but mostly, the freedom from Sonny, Carly, Jason, and that twit, Elizabeth. She waited until she had kissed his cheek and settled into a chair before setting the plot in motion.

"Sonny, listen, you know I don't want to be involved in your business, or pry in anyway, but, well, I overhead Alcazar saying something about hijacking a shipment tonight. I just wanted to tell you, you know, in case.. um.." she let her voice trail off, and drew her brows together, as if concerned. Sonny rolled his eyes internally, but tightened his lip and stiffened.

"Thank you. I appreciate you letting me know, despite your feelings. Can you excuse me a moment?" He took out his cell phone, and exited the apartment, as if to make a secretive phone call.

As soon as he left, Courtney pulled out her own phone, and made a call to contact The Families. Leaving a message at the designated number, she left the shipment details, the make of Sonny's current car, and then hung up. As pre-arranged, The Family would swoop in to "take care of" Sonny and Jason, and claim his shipment. She had been worried about all the possible screw ups, especially since Jason had left town, but he had called that morning to let her know he would be flying back to Port Charles that morning, and that he would see her tonight, after he had looked over some business. Carly was still at the island, but Courtney had decided that Carly would be so grief stricken she wouldn't want to live. She had already hired someone to ensure that it was so. She squirmed happily. It was all going so well!

The door latch clicked, and she immediately schooled her features to gentle caring. Sonny, even though he knew better, was impressed by her guile. He shook his head. "You were right. Will you be okay here if I have to leave later?

She answered quickly, "Of course! Do I still get that late dinner you promised me though?

"Naturally. I can't let my favorite little sister go hungry now can I?

"I'm your only sister!" She shot back, in a parody of sibling love.

Sonny was forced to turn abruptly and head into the kitchen, as his eyes burned. Her words had struck an unexpected nerve. She was his only sister. He had loved her. His heart ached to know she was nothing more than lying trash. He would have done anything for her, and she had plotted to get him killed. His breath was shaky and he had to take calming breath before calling back, "Set the table, kid. You didn't you were getting of scot-free did you?" He gritted his teeth at the sound of her laughter, which, to his bitter ears, was nothing more than a mocking refrain.

The night dragged by, for them both, as the sat eating, then watching a foreign film, each awaiting the downfall of the other. At ten till midnight, his phone rang. After answering it, he made his excuses and rushed out. Courtney waited a few minutes, and then hurriedly followed. There was no way she was going to miss this. On the way, she made a phone call to the FBI, to an agent she had been stringing along. Gasping tearily into the phone, she told him about how she could hold on to her secrets no longer, and how she didn't know what, but something big was going down tonight. Satisfied that even if anyone survived the shootout, they would be imprisoned, she made her way to a viewpoint of the main dock.

On the dock, the men were busy unloading crates, the noise level unusually hushed. She jumped as Agent Scott suddenly spoke into her ear.

"Why are you here?" He seemed confused. Surely a gently bred lady, such as she had presented herself, would not want to see such bloodshed. She allowed her eyes to fill.

"I just, had to, say goodbye. I know it was stupid, but he is," she released a sob, "my brother!

The agent comforted her awkwardly. "Look, just, stay out of the way, alright. We wouldn't want anything to happen to you." She nodded, then scoffed as he walked away. Men were such idiots. Including, apparently, her contact in the families. They should have been here. Sonny and Jason walked onto the docks, and then all hell broke loose.

"Freeze! Federal Agents! Put your hands in the air!" The FBI surrounded the workers, everyone looking startled and anxious. Courtney cursed. She had wanted them dead, not in jail! She consoled herself with the knowledge that with his claustrophobia, jail would be worse for Sonny anyway. She waited until Sonny and Jason had been cuffed before revealing herself. The two men looked stunned, and she revelled in it.

"Not so smug now, are we? Always ordering me around, telling me what to do!" She smirked at Sonny, before turning to Jason. "And you. It's your fault I lost my baby- well, I'm equaling the scales. I'll take Michael and Morgan." Sonny just looked at her. "What? Why are you so calm?!" She shrieked. They all turned when another agent let out a cry.

"Agent Scott?" The lead agent walked over. "Agent Scott, this appears to be a shipment of.. well.. um..

"Spit it out, Agent!" Scott snapped, impatient.

"Teddy bears.

Courtney screamed with rage, whirling to face her husband and her brother. Sonny raised an eyebrow, and Jason looked his blankest, but for a quirk in his lip. She hit him. "How? How did you know! I hate you. Maybe you got out of this, but the fact is, I have more plans, and I'll get you! You will die, and I'll have those boys." She punctuated her rant with another screech. Agent Scott looked appalled. His source was clearly unbalanced. He waved for an Agent to restrain Mrs. Morgan, who struggled and yelled. He looked at Sonny. He knew the man was a criminal, but he couldn't prove it, and he was forced to apologize.

"Clearly the information we received was incorrect. You have the FBI's apology for the inconvenience.

Sonny smiled, "It is I who is sorry Agent Scott. My sister has always been mentally unstable. I cannot apologize enough for her dragging you into this all.

"I'm not insane! I'll get you Sonny, if it's the last thing I do. I talked to Franco," she named the head of the families. "He agrees you should be killed. I'll get everything!" No sooner were the words out of her mouth when Franco and his wife walked onto the scene.

"Mr. Corenthos! Is everything all right?" the man solicitously inquired.

"Yes, of course, Franco, just a misunderstanding.

"Good, good." Franco spoke to Sonny, but turned his eyes to Courtney. "I would want nothing to get in the way of our long standing.. friend-ship." She began struggling anew, and Franco departed.

The agent holding her jerked her arms around. "Calm down, Mrs. Morgan.

Before anything else could happen, and out of nowhere, Carly and Elizabeth strolled down the stairs.

"Sonny?" Carly ran to her husband. "Is everything okay?

He kissed her forehead. "Everything is fine. Courtney just had another.. episode." Carly tut-tutted sympathetically. "She seems to lose touch with reality more and more.

Meanwhile, Jason had made his way to Elizabeth, leaning down to give he sweet kiss on the lips. "How are you Darling?

She smiled up at him. "Fine. I'm sorry Courtney's having trouble again.

Courtney sprang forward, rage giving her strength. Hearing pity from that uptight bitch was more than she could bear. She was going to rip her limpid little eyes out. Unfortunately, she was forestalled by another agent slamming into her side, knocking her onto the ground. A second agent quickly pounced and slapped a pair of cuffs on her. She began a litany of threats, each more creative than the next. One of the agents tried to calm her, saying, "Don't worry. We'll get you help, Mrs. Morgan." She thunked her head on the wood.

Jason. "Actually, it's Ms. Matthews. We are no longer married." Courtney's craned her head around, and stared up at him. "I'm afraid that's part of the reason for all the drama, she is trying to get back at me for going back to my first love, Elizabeth. Learning that she was nothing more than an extremely stupid, insipid, dull, unattractive replacement was hard on her." Jason knew that he should try to make himself more sympathetic, but the temptation to rub Courtney's nose in her failure proved too strong.

Elizabeth was equally unable to hold back. "Oh Jason," She batted her eyelashes at him. "That's so sweet. It was so self-sacrificing to stay married to such a bitter, hideous harpy, just because you felt sorry for her. Now that she'll be getting professional help, I think we should get a big house, and have lots of kids.

Carly stepped up, "And they can play with my sons, who will be thrilled that they don't have to spend time with their least favorite person. After all," Carly looked Courtney in the eyes, "kids hate lying bitches.

Courtney could only continue her now incoherent shrieking. The FBI looked rather bemused. Agent Scott piped up again. "Well, this has been a long evening for us all. We will drop Ms. Matthews at the psychiatric ward, since I don't think it's safe to leave her with you." He said this last part dryly, as Courtney was still making dire pronouncements under her breath. Within moments, the agents had cleared the scene. Courtney was dragged away, flailing, as Sonny, Carly, Jason and Elizabeth, with toothy grins, waved merrily.

As soon as the foursome was alone, they exchanged their fake smiles for real ones, laughing joyfully. For a moment, their betrayal and pain was softened by their satisfaction at making the world secure again. As the laughter died away, Carly turned and gave her husband a hug. "I'm sorry. I know tonight was hard for you. But she's out of our lives now. As soon as we sign some papers, she'll be committed for good." He nodded, his face against her neck. They stood like this for a minute, before Sonny cleared his throat and pulled away. His eyes met Elizabeth's compassionate gaze, and he smiled, glad she was part of their lives again. Carly felt that the moment deserved to be marked by good as well as sadness. "I haven't had a chance to say I'm sorry for my behavior when you came to warn us. It was uncalled for. I hope that, given time, we might be able to find a way to get along.

Jason and Sonny looked at her, taken aback, but Elizabeth just smiled. "I would like that, Carly. Thank you." She looked at the men, "Thank you for believing me when you had no reason to trust me.

"You've always tried to be a good friend Elizabeth. If there is ever, anything, I can do for you, you just have to ask." Sonny vowed. Elizabeth looked touched, and moved in to give him a hug, but suddenly the strain of standing for so long, still so soon after attack, became to much. She paled and began to sway on her feet. Jason lunged for her, wrapping his arms around her so she wouldn't fall.

"I think that is more than enough for you." Jason said, speaking into her hair. He addressed Sonny and Carly, "I'm taking over to the Port Charles Hotel. I don't want her to be at the penthouse while it still looked like the chintz monstrosity Courtney made it." They nodded, and said their goodnights.

Elizabeth sagged against him. "I'm so tired, Jason.

He picked her up carefully, not wanting to jar her wound. "I know baby. You can sleep now. When you wake up, you'll be in a cozy bed.

"You wont leave me, right?" She yawned as she asked, but the words carried a sense of urgency. He squeezed her to him, looking longingly at her face.

"No, I wont leave you.

TBC

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